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  Choi Seunghyun POV   The door to my office was slammed opened, making me jumped slightly, startled by the sound.    "Tell me that this is just a rumour." He snarled and throw the magazine right in front of me   I read the headline that said 'Our Korean It Couple is Breaking Up?!' the picture is from the airport. I was mad at Bom and don't bother to holding on her hand, but I'm still walking closely behind her holding her bags. No matter how mad I am with her, I can't help but to worried about her safety. We even take on a different car, because Bom refused to be with me. Of course the paparazzi would suspect us breaking up right away.    I mean everything was fine and she wants to take a break from me?! Isn't that a nice way of saying, 'I've had enough of you and I want this to be over with' without saying I want to break up with you so I don't crush your heart and let it crush slowly?!   There's no better words that could describe how mad I am with her. I mean why bother knowing my family or my past? We can live peacefully and happily without her having to know my family right? But she don't! She don't understand that and want to meet my fücking family.    She don't understand because she don't know what's going on. The voice in my head was saying that to me.   Stupid brains.   I was getting used to sleep with her in my arms and it made me having a hard time sleeping for the few weeks. Everything that I ate was not as delicious as her cooking, heck even the most expensive food was nothing compared to her pancakes.    And lets not talk about the wet pants whom I woke up with in every single night. Sometimes I need to take a cold shower or jerked off to myself to released the damn aching she caused..in my dreams. This is getting unhealthy and I need to take her back.    "No, we're not breaking up. Bom just said that we should take a break. I already told my PR to take care of it, why does this gossip still flying around?"    "Isn't that the same?! You guys would eventually break up! What's the matter anyway?"   "She wants to meet my family, which mean Bom wants to meet her as well."   "Oh." Was all he could say.   There was a gape of silence consisting of me typing on the laptop and Jiyong foot tapping on the floor. But it all ended until Jiyong spoke up his mind.    "Hyung I have a great idea."    **********   Park Bom POV   "Choi Conglomerate. This is Choi Seunghyun office."    "Kim Jung Ki."    "Um-okay?"   Who the hell is Kim Jung Ki? And who would start a conversation like that?    "My office called two weeks ago to set a meeting with Mr. Choi but they informed me he was unavailable."    Oh he was that Mr. Kim.    "These fools, I payed them and clearly they don't know what they're doing so I called myself to set up the date of the meeting." His voice held that arrogant tone.    "Oh well, it's such a pleasure to actually hearing you personally called us, Mr. Kim. But unfortunately Mr. Choi isn't available anytime soon." I faked an enthusiasm then faked my disappointment. Actually I don't give a two fücks about them.    "No. I want the meeting tomorrow morning."    Oh here it is. That tone.   "We are very sorry to informed you, but Mr. Choi schedule is stuffed and already  planned until next month Sir."    And that's my tone.   "What do you mean you're sorry? I want the meeting to be held tomorrow morning and I will shall not accept otherwise."    "Sir, I understand that this meeting might be important to you. But as I said, his schedule is packed and if you want I can arrange it for you next month."    "You can't do that. You have to fit me in whether there's time or not."    "Look Sir, Mr. Choi gave me a strict order to not change a single thing or adding anything to his schedule for this month." This prick is starting to get on my nerves and I couldn't wait to put him into place.    "Look . I'm Kim Jung Ki and I will have the meeting tomorrow morning at 9 in the morning. I don't care if he have the time or not."   "Look aššhole, I don't give a fück about who you are or how much money do you have. You're not gonna get the meeting tomorrow morning. So get that through your thick skull you bastard!"    "How dare you talking to me like that! You're just a filthy secretary. I'm going to destroy your life!" He was screaming on the phone with his annoying voice.    "Feel free to do anything you want, díckhead!" I slammed the phone but not so hard not to break it.    Arrogant aššhole.   I gathered the papers that need to be signed and made a coffee with a coffee machine that I recently installed on my desk. Seunghyun was mad at first, saying that it was ruined the decor. But along the way he finally admitted that he liked it by using it 24/7.   Coffee addict.    I took the cup of coffee and the papers, and walked right into his office without even knocking. He was right about firing  people who's not knocking on the door, yesterday he fired a girl from the financial office. The poor girl forgot to knocked and the last thing she know she was fired. I know this from Minhyuk the security guy, I was replacing him for a meeting that's the reason why I don't know about it. If I were there, this wouldn't be happening.    Seunghyun was sitting behind his desk with papers scattered around him. He was looking at the papers with a frown on his face. I stood there admiring the sight in front of me. He still managed to looked hot as hell while frowning down on some papers. I sometimes wonder does everything he does is y or I just seeing it that way? Either way it's unhealthy.    After some moments of me drolling over  him, I finally moved my feet and placed the coffee on a clear space of his table. I rearranged the mess which he created, putting the papers on it's order and placed them on the drawer. I throw away the trash and his left over lunch to the bin, and now the desk was clear.    "Seunghyun." I called his name to grabbed his attention, but didn't respond so I called him again and yet no answer. Alright, plan B. Yes,....plan B. Well it's not actually a plan but I called it a plan anyway.    "Seunghyun!" I shouted right next to his ears, making him jump back.   "Dammit Bom, I've heard you perfectly fine the first time." He rubbed his ears and send me a dirty look.    "Sure, whatever makes you sleep at night. Here, I need you to sign these papers so I can fax them right away."   I put the papers right in front of him, he looked over the papers and searched around the table looking for his pen.   "Where's my pen?"    "On your left ear." I said unamused.   "Right, thanks." He grabbed the pen rested between his ear and signed all the papers without even reading it.   "You should've read them first! What if you are signing a paper which could take away all of your money?!" I asked in disbelief.   He laugh out loud and looked up at me with his famous smirk.    "Take them, as far as I know by the end of this day I will double up my money." He smirked.   "Cocky bastard." I rolled my eyes as his smirk go wider.   "Is that all?" He asked after he was done signing the papers.   "Yes, is there anything else you required Sir?" I asked in a proffesional tone.   He went silent for a moment, thinking hard about something. His face was serious and I'm afraid he might start with 'bend over my desk' crap again. He always had his way of bringing this up all the time. I'm starting to think that he has a table .    He looked up a